Within Sycamore Grove,
There is the remains,
Of a winery from the past.
How many souls have passed through this door,
As they went to and fro?
How many bottles of wine,
Did the surrounding vines provide?
Who has now made this their home,
Amongst the beams and boards?
I really want to see this place first-hand!
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I love this! You tend to see the same beauty in things that I do and you question their history, as do I. That’s pretty cool. I don’t tend to write about that stuff, but maybe I will!
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Fantastic combination of haunting photographs and words. Loved this.
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